Baklava
 
August 4th
 
Where are you going?
 
Sunset Trail
 
Richie
 
Ancestral Crimes
 
Peaceful Here
 
First Day
 
Early Morning Prayers
 
Feline Wisdom
 
Yellow Canyons
 
Edge of the World
 
Silver Weaver
 
Grace
 

 
La Madrugada 

Meet me in 
La madrugada
When day’s wakefulness
Is still
Veiled
And the
Cool ocean
Air is
Wet and thick
And hangs like
A damp white
Blanket
Cool on the skin.
Waves roll
In their own time
One after the
Other and the other
Bouncing
Their liquid bodies
Against the
Mother
Purring 
Along the 
Edge of the 
Continent.  

 Diane Sherman   /   2006